Madelyn Cline Imagines (gxg)

you get sick in the middle of the night (requested)

The sound of your groans woke Madelyn from her peaceful slumber.

She opened her tired eyes and turned on the light. Tiredly, she mumbled your name, thinking you were having some kind of bad dream.

But after she rubbed the sleep from her heavy eyes, she took a good look at you and she instantly furrows her brows in concern.

You were sitting up, looking completely exhausted as sweat rolled down your forehead.

You lowered your head and whimpered as you held your stomach that was clearly hurting you.

"Are you sick, baby?" She asked as she put her hand on your clammy forehead, her eyes becoming sad as she realized you have a fever.

"I think so. I woke up a few minutes ago and I feel awful. I haven't felt this miserable in so long." You said as you squeezed your eyes shut and took deep breaths.

She frowned as she rubbed your shoulders comfortingly.

"Can I do anything to help? Do you need anything?"

"I'm going to be sick." You mumbled and tried to breathe through the overwhelming terrible feeling.

She got up and came to your side, hoping she could get you into the bathroom in time.

But before she made it to your side, you couldn't hold it back any longer and began to throw up onto the floor.

She sat beside you and held back your hair. She soothed you by whispering into your ear, encouraging you to just let it all out so you'd start to feel better.

You finished a couple of minutes later and took a few deep breaths before feeling your eyes sting with tears.

"Y/N? What's wrong, baby? Don't cry, it's okay." She whispered as she noticed your tears and tried to dry your eyes.

"I'm so embarrassed. I'm sorry, Madelyn."

"Oh," she clicked her tongue and brushed her hand along your warm cheek. "Don't be. It's okay. You're sick, it's out of your control."

"I'm hot." You sighed.

"How about a quick bath? Maybe getting in some warm water would help."

It was worth a shot.

So, as much as you just wanted to sleep, you agreed, hoping it would bring you some relief.

She kissed your head before she grabbed one of her shirts from the closet and walking into the bathroom.

She turned on the water and found the right combination so it wouldn't be too hot or too cold for you.

She came back into the bedroom a minute later and took your hand to help you out of bed. She kept her arm around you as she helped you into the bathroom.

She helped you take off your clothes before helping you into the water.

"There you go, my love. Try to relax."

You closed your eyes and put your head back. You started to relax, letting your mind calm down and the water wash over your sticky skin.

"You stay right here. I'll be back in just a few minutes."

You just hummed to let her know you heard her, too relaxed to open your eyes or say a word.

You felt her lips brush against your warm forehead before you heard her exit the bathroom.

She went into the bedroom to clean up. After doing so, she washed her hands and then grabbed you some water and some medicine to help bring down your fever.

She changed the sheets and got you a couple to cover up with before finally returning to your side.

She smiled to herself when she saw you sleeping.

It brought her some peace of mind to see you were relaxed enough to sleep.

For a moment there, she was afraid those two hours you got would be all you'd get because you'd be too sick to sleep.

Thankfully, that wasn't the case and she was happy to see it.

She started to wash your hair for you. You didn't open your eyes but you did crack a small smile and thank her.

"I've got you, my love." She whispered as she washed your body.

You no long felt hot and your skin no longer felt sticky. You felt comforted and relaxed, thanks to Madelyn.

"You're all clean now. Feel like going to bed? You look sleepy."

You nodded and slowly got out of the water with her help.

She wrapped the towel around you and began to dry you off before pulling her shirt over your head.

Your heart fluttered when you realized it was hers. You always love wearing her clothes. They bring you comfort.

She helped you stand up before leading you to bed. She had you take your medicine and made sure you took a few sips of the cold water before gently laying you down and tucking you in.

She kissed your cheek and laid down beside you.

"Thank you for everything, Madelyn."

"You're welcome." She smiled. "Get some sleep. I'm right here if you need me."

"Love you."

She stroked your cheek and watched you fall asleep.

"I love you more, y/n."